
They were watching Azzam coming with a woman. Azzam still follows his former role, wearing a wheelchair when meeting with many people.
"Son Azzam is here too?" ask Bu Onih.
"Yes, Mom. I sent my mom here." Fatimah pushed her son's wheelchair and they joined the crowd.
Already many residents and invited guests entered the Azzura house area.
"So this is her mother?"
"Mother, he's my parents." Azzam smiled and his eyes looked for the figure he wanted to look for.
"Where's aura? I haven't seen him in a long time. I'd love to meet that nice lady."
"Connection has many people who have come, and the event will be started ..."
"Wait on! I just came to leave you? I also follow along" exclaimed Ghina nyelonong entering and sitting among them. He who is also invited to attend the event just wants to know what kind of event and want to get the money that is often shared by homeowners after the end of the event.
Ghina's eyes were on Azzam. Azzam also looked at him.
"*There was no more vibration in my chest when I saw Ghina. That easy as I forget it? The miracle of God exists. I really wanted to get rid of the feeling so easily and now my feelings for him are fine," Azzam believed that feeling was lost somewhere.
"Ck, he came here too. Hmmm pretty neat appearance, but poor dear. Somehow his life, for sure to eat just hard. Who has helped him? So curious*."
Azzura and the others shook their heads at Ghina's behavior which made them feel so astonished and there were also those who looked at her dislikefully.
"Before the event starts, we invite the homeowner to say a word two words!" said mr. ustadz.
Azzura looked at Umi Qulsum. "Eye?" he said and Azzura nodded and his eyes narrowed indicating that he was smiling.
"Who is he? Why are his eyes so familiar to me?" inner Azzam curious.
"Assalamualaikum Everything."
"Getishalight."
"First I thank God for giving the city a chance to meet each other. I represent my son as the owner of this house, wanting to certify this house to be a beautiful halfway house of hope. An orphanage will benefit everyone. For that, if you find any disadvantaged children you can bring here."
And a lot of talk and discussion delivered by Umi Qulsum. Officially, the house was used as an orphanage. Many people praised and also prayed for the best for Azzura and his family.
"Ck, that's proud. What's so good about that woman getting to you, right by so many people? This house belongs to Chiko who was stolen by Azzura, uh instead he sold it to someone else. That's not a blessing." Ghina disliked and still did not want this house to belong to anyone else. He blames Azzura as a thief and continues to curse Azzura.
"Say you're jealous because you can't be like Azzura right? You stole her husband, uh said Azzura was the thief of her property." Ms. Nining is cheating.
"Know, Ghina is not thinking. Bye, let it go. Let's go over there, we'll join Zahra and the others."
"There go! I don't like to join you ladies." Ghina drove them away, but her eyes looked at Azriel in Zahra's lap.
"My son refused to look at me. And why did Azzam know that woman?" not Azzam who knew, but Fatimah who was always close to Zahra. While Azzam did not know who the woman was and he was indifferent, but occasionally often pay attention to Azriel and her mother.
"Bah ah, bodo very. It's up to him." Ghina left, but she accidentally knocked down the wheelchair of Azzam, who was going to Fatimah.
"Ish, if you look around, my feet hurt to know" grumbled Ghina sniffed. "Eh, I forgot, you can't walk. Poor thing."
"Where are you? Rush too? Oh yeah, how are you doing now?" tanya Ghina crouched before Azzam with a mocking look.
"As you can see, Azriel and I are fine."
"Oh yeah? A timing? I'm not sure you're capable of taking care of him alone in this situation?" Ghina watched Azzam's feet. "You can't walk, it's certainly troubling people. Has anyone succeeded in replacing me? If I had, Chiko. He's a manager, handsome, normal, and certainly what I want to buy. Not like you."
"So I have to say congratulations? I don't give a shit! That's your business and we certainly don't have any relationship. For the man who stole my heart after you, he's there, special and certainly lucky to get me. Move over!" Azzam turned his chair.
"Just mess with the belagu. Which woman would want a disabled and poor man like you? Impossible."
"Nothing is impossible as long as Allah wills" Azzam replied.
"Zam, we're going home." Fatimah approached and she stared dislikefully at Ghina. He heard Ghina insulting his son.
"I'm grateful that Azzam has split up with a woman like that."
"Have the show finished?"
"It has. We go home, mama doesn't like you being insulted by your ex-wife."
Ghina who had gone a long way had heard Fatimah say mama. "Mama? Mom's a lie." As far as Ghina is concerned, Azzam had no parents because at the time of her marriage there were no accompanying parents.
*****
As time went on, Azzura ran his days in the boarding school and occasionally stopped by the orphanage. Fatimah who also knew Azzura was getting closer to the woman and often visited the cottage.
Five months have passed, and Ghina's condition has become more frequent with Chiko. Plus Ghina's enlarged pregnancy made her gain weight.
"I don't like seeing you. You're so ugly now, Ghina. Your body becomes swollen like an elephant" Chiko said staring dislikefully.
"I'm like this because I'm pregnant with your child, Chiko. You should be grateful that there's a woman who's expecting your child and it's me. Even say it's like an elephant."
"Look at your body shape, you're not beautiful anymore. Now you're fat, Ghina. Fatty!" pekik Chiko leaves.
"I'm not fat!" Ghina growled in annoyance.
*****
Azzam residence
"Zam, you've been seven months on your own. Azriel's been a year and two months, Mama wants you to get married. Moreover, Azriel needs a mother figure."
Azzam echoed the breath. "Azzam hasn't found a match yet, mah."
"Mama found it."
"I mean Mama?"
"Zahra."